Through The Sparrow's Eyes Poem by Robert Glass

The sparrow
Has fled its perch,
And now rests,
With billowing chest,
Upon the widow sill of a quaint house.
Inside,
A man moves in easy motions -
Everything about him suggests morality:
The way he holds his wife,
The way he laughs with his children.
But the dog in the corner
Watches him with cautious eyes -
Because there's something unnerving
About the man...
But what?
The man turns towards the window
Where the sparrow sits in stillness -
And the creatures gaze touches the human's -
And the sparrow flits back to its perch -
And wonders if humans
See evil as easily as animals do.